My name was written down from a foundation, despite our faithlessness you send salvation Lost through the garden gates
Lips wet with languish No thought of memory No simple precedent And now I know it's true
His day is coming boy that final judgement no matter where you go you can't hide from him Lost through the garden gates Lips wet with languish no thought of memory no simple precedent. And now I know it's true
Lost through the garden gates Lips wet with languish Your day is coming oh And I feel it Lost through the garden gates lips wet with languish no thought of memory no simple precedent and now I know it's true
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